Grab My Hand Again and Again
Those may say to put it away,
uneasiness should not rule my day.
Those may say he has to fall,
watch quietly as he toils through.
Those may say that such is life,
the young must struggle at times.
Those are not with me in the quiet hour,
aching as I visit my sleeping son.
Those do not know a mama's heart,
struggling to make things right.
Those hear me now in this verse,
sending life lines through my love.
Son of mine walk through the crowd,
Know that my arms forever reach you.
Thanks to everyone for your kind comments and wonderful advice. It gives me so much comfort to know that I have such caring, blogging buddies :)
Gratefully, my son is a trooper. He goes off to school with a smile on his face and looks forward to a day with his friends. I've become a bit of a watchdog after school. I'm foiling the bullies' attempts to get access to my son for taunting. They can't have their "fun" when I'm close by. Since I have so many little kids, it looks perfectly natural for me to be outside enjoying the fun with all my kids. Hopefully, they will get bored and move on to something more constructive.
I'll keep you posted. If the parents give me a chilly reception, maybe I'll just bring a sweater:) Happy Wednesday! I will try (fingers crossed) to have a happy one too!!
27 comments:
That's a beautiful poem, with meaning that is close to us Mom's hearts. Praying that things improve for your son and therefor you too!
What a lovely poem. Here's hoping your son has a blessed day.
Oh, honey - you're poem made me tear up. Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. I hope things get better for you both very soon.
What a non-confrontational way to keep them at bay! And it doesn't embarrass your son. Bravo.
I love how you express yourself through poetry. :)
Hang in there. To say I am not looking forward to going through these growing pains with my girls in an understatement.
I am beginning to see where your son gets his spirit from - be well - this will pass.
Loved your poem. I hope you realize that we are all handing you our sweaters!
Wowww!!!! Beautiful Poem :) Best Wishes To Your Son :)
Beautiful poem, and it sounds like a good solution, to have a presence outside with your children. I like that you're standing your ground in this gentle way. Hope those kids move on soon. Sending you Wednesday happiness wishes!
Good on you. Hang in there and enyoy yur kids regardless of the mindless ones.
Carol x
What a great mom you are! Hang in there.
Nice versing! I had a thought when you said "I've become a bit of a watchdog after school." What if you stayed a distance away, hidden in the trees or something, and video taped them!!! :) Their parents would have no argument considering the evidence! :) Just a crazy, outlandish, gutsy suggestion of mine... lol. I hope you really DO have a great day. Glad to know your son is a trooper.
Your words are too beautiful! Both you and your son have such great attitudes. I hope that everything is resolved very soon!
What a sweet poem. I hope things work out... I think they will. :-)
This is a lovely poem...I love that you are stepping in for your kids. I'm sure your son appreciates it. Besides, if your son goes through a growth spirt, I doubt they'll be messing with him : )
That is a good idea. I hope today went well.
A Mom's gotta do whatever she thinks is necessary to take care of her babies. Good for you!
you are such a great mom. your son will always love you for it.
This poem made my heart ache. I love it!!! I hope you show it to him or at least someday when you think he will understand and appreciate it.
Lovely lovely thoughts. Read your previos posts and SO SORRY this is going on for you and your boy. I really can't imagine other moms being so unaware or so naive as to think that it could all be his fault. They need a wake up call, and you might just be the person to give it to them. Be brave, be humble, but be honest and forthright too. If that were me, I'd be doing the same thing you are. We have to be mama bears sometimes. Praying for a peaceful outcome to thi situation, xoxo
I'm SO glad he's keeping his chin up . What doesn't kill us.... right?!
If you need a sweater, just make sure you look HOTT in it! ;)
You are a great mom! It shows in your son's positive reactions to all this.
Good poetry takes time and talent. Good job.
Your poem sums up how I feel about my own son and I wouldn't doubt countless other parents out there who want to protect their children.
What a sweet poem... and I love how the true nature of being a mom continues no matter how old they get. What a great attitude you've got (and good luck!).
Lovely poem. Stay strong and this WILL all work out for good. :)
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